Isabella's lip lifted slightly at the other woman's words. No one ever got used to the wintery affect of her body temperature. "Not sure if that is a compliment or not, but the way I'm feeling today, I'm going to take it as one."
She continued to walk quickly with purpose, listening intently to her fellow guard. At the woman's words she stopped dead in her tracks and turned to face her, "Belum is dead. Zak is being corronated as King today." She didn't wait for the other woman to continue after she laid the heavy news on her, "What blood-thirsty plot are you referring to? I never agreed to anyone being harmed or killed that wasn't a direct threat to us, our kingdom or the royal family?"
She started walking again, "Come... explain further yourself and know that I cannot take your resignation. You're the best I have and I'll kill you before I lose you." She walked into the castle, keepign the door open for her comrade with a burst of icy wind.